Central High School - Cog N Pen Yearbook (Newark, NJ)

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SENIOR FAREWELL Four long, yet seemingly short, years ago we stood on the threshold of the doorway marked “Enter.” To-day we stand on that opposite threshold marked “Exit.” Through the open doorway we see the world before us. Which way shall we go? What is the best road to travel on? For twelve years we have been under the sheltering wings of our teachers. But now we, too, have to step forth, alone. We are the masters of our own destinies. What we do, and what we shall be, depends on us. For many long years we have striven, striven faith- fully, to attain that goal which we now have reached. For four years we have enjoyed one another’s com- pany, have been banded together as brothers and sis- ters, standing side by side at all times. Soon we are to part, never again to be united as now. We are soon to leave these sacred walls, to return never again as students. Some of us are going to continue our education at college; others are going to enter the great world of business immediately. Within a short time we shall be scattered as the dust of the earth. May happiness and prosperity ever be the lot of the class, o f our faculty and of the student body. And so we, the class of January, '18, say farewell. A WORD FROM THE BOARD And now we, the twelfth regular Pivot Board, bid you farewell. Our task has been a hard one, but hardly a thankful one. Probably there is no one body of students that works so hard as the members of the Pivot Board. Their pay, the reward for their services, comes not in the form of emblems or medals, but in the satisfaction that they have done something for their school. We never hear the “locomotive” with our rame at the end given in our honor to cheer us on. Our praise comes in different forms. And those forms are knocks. The average high school student finds great delight in being critical. Nine cases out of ten these criticisms are unjust. To produce THE Pivor each month calls for more work than is at first supposed. For the six years that THE Pivot has been in existence it has always had a boy for editor. But now, in these advanced days of feminism, it is very probable that THE Pivot may have a girl for editor. We know that the girls of Central will feel themselves much superior to the boys. We know that the girl who is to be appointed will do her work faithfully. But she will do her work much better if she works in con- junction with the students. Hold back your knocks till you find they are justified. Now that we have opened our editorial heart to you, we can say more easily, au revoir. GIRLS’ PATRIOTIC KNITTING CLUB At a critical period such as we are now living in everyone is desirous of doing his or her bit. The Knitting Club, under the leadership of Miss Hast- ings, the faculty adviser, has succeeded in becoming a leading organization this term. Its membership en- rollment has increased so rapidly that further mem- bership had to be closed for the term. Its meetings are held once a week, when wool is distributed to the members. Work is being done for the Surgical Dressing and Red Cross units. So far 18 trench caps, 14 sweaters and 14 pairs of wristlets have been sent to the Surgical Dressing unit, and 15 sweaters, 15 pairs of wristlets, 2 dozen wash cloths and 6 pairs of socks to the Red Cross. Boys can also do their bit by saving all their tinfoil and bringing it in to the club, as the Red Cross is very desirous of obtaining this. About five pounds has already been gathered during lunch time.

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Henry Meran Sarah Kruger We, the Senior A Class nf Central Gigh School, wish to express to the bereaved parents of Sarah Kruger and Genry McLean our heartfelt sympathy and sorrow. Our constant rom- panionship with them taught us to appreciate their pleasant character and personality. They were respected by all, and treasured by those who really knem them. Co the sorrowing parents we can only say that our thoughts are with them in their bereavement. We hope they will be comforted as are those who look beyond the mortal changes nf life into the infinite glory of the immortal spirit.

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AS THE SEER SEES By Ye CLass PROPHET, LEON KRANZTOHR The reading yesterday of the will of the (nearly always) late Leon Zeckhausen, at the offices of his Helen that the moving picture magnate and owner of the world’s counsellor, Elias, revealed the fact largest herring factory, left an estate valued at much less than had been predicted. The will was remark- able for its detailed character and its many small be- quests, and is given in full below, minus the usual preliminary statements: “To my dear wife, Ethel Pearl Zeckhausen, I be- queath the $1,000,019.21, stocks, bonds and cash held by my lawyer, Helen Elias. Beach and Harrison Heights. sum of representing I leave to her also the properties at Bradley To the seminary conducted by the Misses Schaffer, Schwartz and Strauch I leave the valuable and un- Miss F. Katz, who has amazed the world of art with her pictures. usual portrait, ‘Girl Studying,’ by “T wish to show my appreciation of the faithful services rendered me by the members of the several motion picture concerns which I control, and therefore make the following bequests: “To Alice Gibbs, playing comedy leads for the Shovel and Pic-ture Company, I leave the films de- picting her wonderful work in the Cairo scene of the picture, The Oil King. “To Adelia Ferguson, playing with Morris Rubin and Reuben Scher, for the Invisible Pictures Com- pany, I leave $10,000; and to the two gentlemen above mentioned, for their work in the name-parts of the picture, Two Rubes from Rubeville, I leave $10,- 000 each. “To Norman Collier, leading man of the Mosquito Screen Stars, I leave $10,000, and a half interest in the Hare Raisin Company. To Carl Seitel, cow puncher for the M. S. S. Company, I leave my com- plete set of boxing gloves. “To Herbert Smock, manager of my herring fac- tory, and the man who has aided me more than any other in the production of synthetic herring, I leave $500,000. To Gerald Hauser, my old friend and com- panion, who is now barking for the William Hoesley Shows, I leave my book of magic and mysterious tricks, and $200,000. Io my colleagues and partners in my business ven-